>>489207Rule, Ukraina!
(to the same melody as Rule, Britannia!)
Verse 1
When Ukraine first, at Heaven’s command,
Arose from out the golden plain,
This was the charter of the land,
And guardian angels sang this strain:
Chorus
Rule, Ukraina! Ukraina, hold the line!
Ukrainians never, never, never will be slaves!
Rule, Ukraina! Ukraina, hold the line!
Ukrainians never, never, never will be slaves!
Verse 2
The nations not so blest as thee
Must, in their turn, to tyrants fall;
While thou shalt flourish great and free:
The dread and envy of them all.
Chorus
Rule, Ukraina! Ukraina, hold the line!
Ukrainians never, never, never will be slaves!
Verse 3
Still more majestic shalt thou rise,
More dreadful from each hostile stroke;
As the fierce blast that tears the skies
Serves but to root thy native oak.
Chorus
Verse 4
Thee haughty tyrants ne’er shall tame:
All their attempts to bend thee down
Will but arouse thy generous flame,
And work their woe, and thy renown.
Chorus
Verse 5
To thee belongs the boundless steppe;
Thy cities shine with courage bright;
All thine the blue-and-yellow kept,
And every field bathed in thy light.
Verse 6
The Muses, still with freedom found,
Shall to thy fertile plains repair;
Blest land! with matchless beauty crowned,
And Cossack hearts to guard the fair.
Final Chorus (louder, prouder)
Rule, Ukraina! Ukraina, hold the line!
Ukrainians never, never, never will be slaves!
Rule, Ukraina! Ukraina — we stand!
Slava Ukraini! Героям слава!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=akbzRuZmqVM